A/N Sorry for the really long wait. I had lots of projects and then I got a fever. And writer's block doesn't help. This may feel a little rushed or forced.

It was a day like any other on Terra Atmosia. That is, until cyclonians were sighted. Their target was the Aurora Stone. As soon as civilians saw the fleet, they began to panic. In the midst of the chaos, a couple was separated from their son.

"Ace!" they cried out.

The boy they were calling for, Ace, was no older than four. He was unable to reply. The crowd was sweeping him away from his parents. He tried to get closer, but it wasn't working. No one tried to help him. No one even noticed him. Then, the attack began.

The chaos grew even more. All around Ace, people scattered, disappearing into their homes. He desperately looked around. He didn't even know where he was, let alone where his parents were. Around the corner, he heard skimmer engines. Unsure of who the rider was, he fled to the nearest alley.

The alley he had chosen was dark, and all sorts of noises echoed there. Ace didn't know what to do. He just curled up and hoped to find his parents again.

"Run for it." came a voice. It was one of the few remaining cyclonians.

Ace held his breath. Maybe they wouldn't see him. Maybe they would just run by and ignore him. Maybe- "Hey, you there!" growled a voice. Suddenly, Ace was grabbed by his collar and raised off the ground. "I'm talking to you, brat! Look at me when I talk to you!" Ace slowly looked at the cyclonian. "How do we get out?" when ace took too long to answer, the man shook him.

"Put the boy down!" The cyclonian dropped Ace and jumped over the fence. A moment later, they rose to the sky on a stolen cruise ship.

"Aren't you gonna go after him?" Ace asked the man who had saved him

"No, not today," said the man. "Right now, we need to find your parents. what's your name?"

"Ace." The man smiled and picked him up.

"Well, Ace, do you know where you live? Or how to get there?" Sadly, Ace did not. He was only four, and had only ever been on his street. The man saw his sadness and led him onto the street. "Don't worry, we'll find them."

The Dark ace felt a feeling stir in his chest, grief. He knew what came next.

A/N Sorry again. That's it... so much waiting for... almost 400 words.